| Teodross Avery in the house tonight
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| Put your hands together ladies and gentlemen
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| You understand, yo we also got my man
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| A close personal friend of mine, Talib Kweli
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| Blackstar, Reflection Eternal
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| Yo, put it down like this
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| I’m sayin
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| African blood race through my vein
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| You can hear it in my name
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| And you can feel it in my game
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| I’m sayin the streets is drama
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| Make me wanna rock my body armor
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| Still I’m probably calmer
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| Than your average Dalai Lama
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| I use the meditation, I stay patient
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| But I never deal with hesitation
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| I’m way blunted yo, I can give a what
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| If your favorite stations feelin me
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| These rap cats are killin me
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| No type of stability
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| My ability got more cats in New York
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| Running than Hilary
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| We be chillin, where the blood be spillin
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| We got the red badge of courage for bravery
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| Me and my man Teodross Avery
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| Blow away the legacy of slavery
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| Through any phone, sax or a micro
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| Hotter than a light show with the pyro-techniques
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| Through the speakers let the best speak
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| In less we forget where we come from
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| Blast you into next week now you got
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| History to run from
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| Here we go, here we go, here we here we go X4
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| (dispersed through the first chorus)
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| Teodross Avery in the house tonight
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| Put your hands together ladies and gentlemen
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| You understand, yo we also got my man
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| A close personal friend of mine, Talib Kweli
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| Blackstar, Reflection Eternal
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| Yo, put it down like this
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| My work ethic, keep me deep in the cut like anti-septic
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| Respected in the world where people faker than prosthetics
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| Stay true to a certain aesthetic
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| Protect it like the hip-hop secret service
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| Cat off top lookin nervous
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| Wondering when we gonna set it
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| Anticipation will kill you if you let it in your aura
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| Reflect it like god’s face upon the water
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| You can’t lead a man to water
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| Like you can a lamb to slaughter
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| So I concentrate on me so I can
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| Keep my plans in order
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| I clutch like King Cobra
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| I rock while ya’ll boulder
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| Chop emcees up, put em in the grinder
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| Like farmer of Dakota
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| Cuz I’m colder than a polar
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| Walk, talk and stand on my ancestors shoulders
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| Told you we at wear like sista soldier
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| Battle tactics, spray wars
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| Like gat clips, full metal jackets
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| That hit, BAW!
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| Got you lookin acrobatic doing back flips
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| Even if the track skips
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| We improv like Jazz Artists
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| Freestyle, hop back on the beat
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| And rock regardless
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| I’m saying, ya’ll with me tonight?
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| I’ll travel at the speed of light
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| When I see the mic, I get this on lock
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| Cuz my song is in the key of life
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| I roll with my ???
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| Cuz we be alike
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| Consider them family
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| Make sure they all eating right
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| See the plan is to feed the fam
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| Then free the land, before I get old
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| I can’t be young forever like Peter Pan
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| Cats pale in comparison
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| So bad they need a tan
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| Barely see they hand
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| Craft they face like a seed of sand
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| See the ??? |
| you got to beat the man
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| Understand I’m saying
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| The writing on the wall like a paint can
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| Spraying graffiti on your soul
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| Music completely make me whole
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| I’m saying, trying to keep my
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| Pockets on swoll
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| To give back to the community
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| Make a future for you and me
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| From my birth certificate to my eulogy
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| Usually in Brooklyn
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| But my mind keep it movin
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| Ain’t no mystery
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| Cuz we showin and provin
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| Here we go, here we go, here we here we go X4
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| (dispersed through the first chorus)
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| Teodross Avery in the house tonight
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| Put your hands together ladies and gentlemen
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| You understand, yo we also got my man
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| A close personal friend of mine, Talib Kweli
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| Blackstar, Reflection Eternal
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| Yo, put it down like this |